She swayed as she tried to stand, and the officer grasped her arm to keep her from falling. “Have you been drinking, tonight, M’am?” he asked he....“I had a drink at the office party, but I’m not drunk” she said.He leaned close and sniffed her breath, then shinned his flashlight into her eyes, and then back and forth across them. “M’am, I think you’ve had more than one drink, and I’m going to have to take you downtown for a breathalyzer test” he told her.“Oh, no..please…you can’t. I’ll do. “Oh, she’s a GOOD one, son.”“He’s a good one, too,” I replied, patting Tommy’s arm.The remainder of the evening descended into general conversation about what’s going on in everyone’s lives. The Daltons were fitting into their new cottage lifestyle, Mizz Dalton was part of a bridge club and a quilting circle, Mister Dalton was shooting skeet and playing golf and...“At least once a month we get in the water to fish,” he said. “Maybe y’all can come down and you can go out with us,” he. Then he told me that he wants me badly when the day he saw me and he likes my arms and chest mostly. I felt like that I wasted one week. Meantime, he told me that he wanted my cock in his ass badly. I told him “let’s move to bed”.I pushed him on the bed and I fell on him, again our body heat and touch of his skin on my body made my cock erect again. I kissed him badly and asked him to raise his leg in the air. He did it. I took my breath in and pushed my cock in his ass hole. He shouted loudly. The extension was connected to the original cottage by one of those short glassed walkways so loved by planners and heritage people. ‘This is very nice,’ I said. Linda smiled and nodded. ‘Yes. It took rather a lot of wrangling – with the planners, etcetera – but in the end I think it has all worked out very well.’ And then Linda peered into the en suite bathroom and frowned slightly. ‘Oh dear. No towels. That’s not very good, is it? I’ll get Ashley to bring you some.’ While Linda went off to.